"One, two, three... five!"
"All Five Elders are here. Have they gone mad?" Zephyr muttered, his expression turning ashen.
He had once been a Marine Admiral and had served as the chief instructor at the recruit camp for decades, so he had naturally met the Five Elders many times.
He was already thoroughly familiar with their auras.
Looking at the five elderly men slowly stepping out from all around them, their faces as grim as water—
The scene before them could simply be called a top-tier spectacle.
"Th-That's Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro of the Five Elders. The sword at his waist is said to be the First Generation Kitetsu..."
"That's Elam... Gelai, Helaer... Hoya..."
A string of cries rang out across the battlefield.
After so many major incidents had occurred one after another, the veil of mystery covering the Five Elders had long since been torn away.
Thus, after their appearance caused the initial shock, an extremely absurd thought flashed through everyone's minds.
The Five Elders had come in person—were they planning to completely tear relations apart with Qin Yu and fight the Blood Flag Pirates under the Five Emperors to the death?
Rolling magma fell from the sky like a torrential downpour. The moment it neared the crowd, it was directly stopped by the gravity Fujitora unleashed.
It was ultimately transported into the sea and sank beneath the surface.
As the explosive shockwaves filling the sky gradually dispersed, the first thing that came into view was Akainu, standing amid the ruins in a somewhat bedraggled state.
And Qin Yu, quietly hovering in the air.
At the sight, many people's pupils slightly contracted.
Their clash had been brief, but it had still been enough for people to see who temporarily held the upper hand.
The vast plaza fell into an